7. Heaven

“If heaven doesn’t exist, then neither do I.” That’s what she told me. I began to laugh until I saw the tones of somber grey paint her brow.
She was serious and I didn't know how to handle her supposed truth.

"If you can't believe in heaven, then you do not believe in me." What did this mean?
How could I respond to what seemed like madness? I did not want to loose her, but I could not bring myself to see any reality in this charade.

"I'm not sure what you are trying to prove, but I promise that I would never leave you."
Instead of relieving her troubles, whatever they might be, a lone tear escaped down her cheek. My soul always ached at the sight of her tears.

"Then why won’t you believe me?" I wanted to, honestly I did. My mind was blinded with realism to see anything miraculous then. I did not want to give any reply. I knew that once I had, she would leave. Though, if I said I believed her, then I would have been lying.

“I…I just can’t.” As soon as those words were born, I wished to have kept my mouth shut. Even with this, I never would have guessed my last moment with her to be as it was.
She traced over my chin one last time. I could barely feel it, and that broke my heart.


“I love you.” Those were the last words she said, and I will never forget them. She faded away right before me eyes, the only piece of heaven on earth I was ever going to have.
Though, I know she’s with me in spirit, and I know we’ll meet again. Someday.